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I don’t understand
What it’s like to walk a mile in your skin
I can’t say I know
Because the fact is I’ll never be you
The hate that you face
For simply being who you are
I’m sorry it took so long
For me to say anything at all
My silence
Creates their violence
To the ones like me
Whose privilege is clear
You have to realize
What you need to hear
If you listen and learn
from the oppressed
You can use your voice
And help make the difference
If you refuse to take action
You’ve chose your side
Fed into their racist agenda
Looks like their trap’s caught another rat
Look, learn, and listen
White silence equals violence
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Back2Basics
02:32
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Talk, Talk it up
You can say what you want
When you hide behind a screen
No consequences there
When you hide in fear
Try your hardest to be heard but not seen
Time to go back
To more barbaric times
When you meant what you said
And you do what you say
A basic way of life
Where things get laid to rest
It’s time to get back to basics
Talk, Talk it up
You can say what you want
When you hide behind a screen
No consequences there
When you hide in fear
Try your hardest to be heard but not seen
Sooner or later you’ll pay
Talk a lot of shit with nothing to say
You can only hide for so long
Cause in the end the wolf always finds it’s prey
Talk, Talk it up
You can say what you want
When you hide behind a screen
No consequences there
When you hide in fear
Try your hardest to be heard but not seen
You gotta get back to the basics
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Self Imprisonment
02:24
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These ghost haunt my mind
Bring back the pain of my past
They show me the face of guilt
I can’t seem to shake this shame
Tortured by the voices in my head
They keep saying I’m better off dead
Monsters creep in to my sight
Is this the day I end my life
My demons are screaming inside
Take away the pain and free them tonight
These ghost haunt my mind
Bring back the pain of my past
They show me the face of guilt
I can’t seem to shake this shame
Tortured by the voices in my head
They keep saying I’m better off dead
Monsters creep in to my sight
Is this the day I end my life
My demons are screaming inside
Take away the pain and free them tonight
I want to die
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Stolen Land
01:54
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Blood on my hands
Passed down from generations before
Taught to forget
The people massacred for a piece of land
I take no pride
Knowing what had happened
Fueled by greed
And need for consumption
They brought disease
False gods and corruption
Promised you life
But gave you destruction
Herd you like cattle
For their construction
They showed you death
You’re first introduction
Stripped everything
You’re deconstruction
Blood on my hands
Blood on my hands
Not a native to this land
Lineage of death and destruction
The new America
God Bless this corruption
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